Rennes stood invisibly on the wall, observing the half-elves in the yard.

Judging from the characteristics of the soul, she is already sixteen years old, a few years older than her appearance, and the growth rate of a half-elf is slower than that of a normal human.

Her swordsmanship is quite brilliant. At least at her age, it is difficult to find an opponent only in terms of swordsmanship. She used a very light sword, only one and a half wide, without any enchantment, but she waved a moon-like sword shadow in her hand, with a chilling chill.

The half-elves' steps were extremely light, flexible and changeable, and there were only extremely subtle sounds between flashing and moving. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have heard anyone practicing swords outside through this wall.

This is obviously a talent from the elves.

Many sword techniques in the Alan Ershi world come from elves, the top sword masters and sword saints, usually from the elves. It is not surprising that half-elves have outstanding sword skills.

However, this is just her appearance.

The Eye of the Soul Seen was more clearly visible. The half-elf's spell casting talent was higher than that of swordsmanship, with unlimited potential, and even better talent than pure blood elves. She has half of human bloodlines, and there is a blood soul curse in her soul, but what surprised Ren even more was that there was something magical hidden in her soul.

It is hidden deep in the soul of the half-elves, shaped like a crescent moon, emitting cold moonlight, illuminating her entire soul world.

Renn observed carefully and found that it was not an element.

Because the Eye of the Soul could not feel its message, it could only see through the will of truth, and it seemed to be a strange scimitar. The part of the crescent moon was a blade connected to a long grip.

"At least legendary!"

Rennes was amazed in his heart that this legendary weapon was completely integrated with the half-elves' soul, and seemed to be born with it. It completely changed her soul structure and looked unique. Even the Blood Soul Curse was suppressed to a low point under its moonlight shining, with almost no chance of attack.

Although she has not performed the soul transformation ritual, her physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people, her strength is equivalent to that of a level three extraordinary person, and she has multiple elements in her soul.

Renne's mind moved slightly.

He originally wanted to take care of Mark's illegitimate son and quietly brought him to the empire to arrange him in the territory, so that she could have no worries for the rest of her life.

But after seeing me, I was shaken.

This is an uncarved piece of jade. If you embark on the extraordinary path, you will surely shine!

With her super talent, no matter where she is, she will sooner or later be discovered. It is impossible for her to live a mediocre life like an ordinary person. Moreover, her true appearance is so outstanding that she will completely grow up in the future and will be a beauty that will be charming in the country.

Beauty without the power to protect herself will only bring her a terrible disaster.

Mark obviously knew her talent very well. When he was King Congatro, he could still protect her secretly. Once he died, an accident might happen soon.

Rennes sighed secretly that Mark had really put a good intention in order to make this illegitimate girl.

"Such a good talent cannot be buried." He made a decision in his heart, "Anyway, he has already accepted six students, so it doesn't matter if he receives one more. Besides, those students are specialized in other schools. The potential of this half-elf is very suitable for the path of fighting wizards, which is just right to inherit my combat school."

The half-elf practiced swordsmanship very carefully, and soon felt a layer of sweat.

It was cold and she was only wearing a thin linen coat, but she didn't feel cold at all. Instead, her steps became faster and faster. Her sword was flashing like a slight light in the yard, cutting the air silently.

Rennes did not disturb her and admired her with great interest.

Suddenly, the half-elves disappeared, and a cold light flashed in front of Renn, taking his eyes straight, and the chill on the sword light made his pores stand up.

"What a keen perception!"

Renne exclaimed, knowing that he was still invisible, the other party could not only find his position, but also launched a surprise attack unexpectedly.

The will of truth actually sensed a faint danger, which was a bit incredible.

As his mind moved, Renn reached out to hold the tip of the sword that stabbed in front of him with lightning speed.

puff!

With a light sound, the moon-like sword light converged, revealing the figure of a half-elf.

She also stood on the wall, only three steps away from Renn. Looking at Renn who was exposed from his invisibility, the cold and deep eyes stirred up waves. She tried to pull back her sword, but found that the thin sword seemed to be welded in Renn's hand, and it did not move at all, and it could not cut the skin of Renn's palm.

The half-elf reacted very quickly, and immediately gave up his sword and fell into the yard, retreating and leaning against the wall.

When she turned around, she found that Rennes on the wall was missing.

The next moment, she noticed someone standing beside her. When she turned around, she saw that it was Renn who was holding the thin sword. Her tall body was almost close to her arm, and she was close to her. Although there was a faint smile on her face, the oppression she emitted almost suffocated.

Just close contact and without taking action, half-elf feels weak in hands and feet.

She immediately wanted to escape, but found that she could not move, as if she was targeted by a giant dragon. The strength gap between the two sides was so big that they didn't even have the courage to resist.

Just when the half-elf was frightened, he heard the other party speak.

"May I have your name?"

Renn's tone was very gentle, without any hostility, and he handed the sword back.

The half-elf subconsciously took his own sword, hesitated for a moment before replying: "Avila."

Her voice was clear and had a strange accent.

If it were someone else, it might not be able to hear it, but Renn knew very well that this strange tone was actually influenced by the elves and mixed with Congatro language, so it was a bit weird.

Renn had already learned her name from Mark, but he just pretended not to know.

After taking the thin sword, Anvila took two or three steps back quietly, and her face was very vigilant. She looked at Rennes seriously. Although she was still a girl with little experience, she rarely contacted outsiders and was alone. She was smart and could still guess that this was a big man.

And he is an extraordinary person with extremely terrifying strength!

This made her feel extremely nervous.

"Your swordsmanship is good." Renn praised with a smile, glanced across the yard, and asked again: "Do you have someone else in your family?"

"I'm the only one." Anvila replied in a low voice.

Ren raised his eyebrows and asked knowingly, "One person? Where are your parents?"

Anvila's eyes dimmed. Somehow, she, who didn't talk much, inexplicably relaxed her vigilance against the man in front of her, as if it was because the other party was too handsome and had amazing charm, as if it touched a soft corner in her heart, and said in a lost voice: "I don't have a father, and my mother also passed away three years ago."

"Sorry." Ren apologized.

According to Mark, he had never appeared in front of this illegitimate daughter. He only had private contact with her mother, that month elves, and gave the mother and daughter a living expenses regularly so that they could have no worries about food and clothing.

If you want to accept Anvila as a student, you must confirm that she will not become enemies with herself because of Mark's death in the future.

The Eye of the Soul shows that Avila did not lie.

"This adult," Anvila looked up at her ordinary face, looked at Rennes, and asked vigilantly, "Is there anything wrong with you when you come to my house?"

"Haha..." Ren laughed, "I accidentally passed by and saw you practicing swordsmanship. I was a little curious, so I stopped to see you for a while, hoping that it would not disturb you." He looked up and down at the half-elves, touched his chin, and said truthfully: "You have a very good talent. You have such strength without soul transformation. It is very suitable to be my student. I wonder if you are interested?"

Amway flashed in surprise, a little unbelievable.

The strength shown by Rennes is unfathomable. At least above the legend, any ordinary person will immediately agree when he hears that there is a legend and wants to accept himself as a student, but she has doubts.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself." Renn smiled and said, "My name is Renn Augustus, from the Orionthus Empire, I am a combat wizard."

"Ren Augustus...Fighting Wizard..."

Anvila murmured in a low voice, as if she had heard the name somewhere, her mind flashed, her eyes widened, and she could no longer maintain her cold mentality, and said in a lost voice: "Are you Duke Augustus?"

"It's me." Renn smiled and felt a little proud.

Anvila is still in a state of loss. She lives in silence, but she also knows the drastic changes in the kingdom over the past period of time, the restoration of the dragon descendants, the new queen ascended the throne, the dukes of the seven major priests changed four in one breath, and a brand new principality was born, the duke was a legendary wizard from the empire.

"So it's him?" She was surprised and happy, "It's really young!"

Ren continued, "If you are willing to worship me as your teacher, go back to the Empire with me to the Floating City of Wizelland. With your talent, you will soon become a wizard, and like me, a very rare combat wizard, who can perfectly exert your talent."

"How?" His eyes were full of sincerity.

Although Anvila is a half-elves and has been extremely proud of her racial origin under the influence of her mother since she was a child and keeps a distance from others, her little pride in her heart is vulnerable to the face of a legendary wizard like Renne.

Not to mention a half-elf, even the noble pure-blooded moon elves or silver-gray elves, they are unwilling to miss such opportunities when they encounter them.

The half-elf is cursed by the blood soul and cannot become a wizard. The wizard is his best extraordinary path!

"I've seen the teacher." Anvila bowed and saluted.

"very good."

Renn smiled with relief, "If you have something to bring, go pack now, and we will leave Congatro soon."

Ambera turned around and entered the narrow room, and came out in a few minutes, carrying a small package in her hand.

Renn nodded and opened a portal.

Before entering, he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, since you are already my student, there is no need to disguise yourself as a human being and show your true appearance generously. No one dares to do anything to you."

After saying that, Renn entered the portal.

However, Anvila's face changed drastically because Rennes said these words in elf language. Only then did she realize that the teacher had long seen through that she was a half-elves.

She hesitated for a few seconds and raised her hand to wipe the necklace that was worn around her neck.

Suddenly, the mediocre face returned to a stunning and beautiful face. The long moon-white hair was tied into a ponytail behind the head. The white skin seemed to have a faint light, and the temperament was elegant. Although it was a little immature, it was enough to make people amazed.

The linen clothes worn on her body cannot hide her charm at all, but instead have a cold sense of alienation, making people feel that they can only be viewed from a distance but not approached.

Anvila showed her true face, took a deep breath and stepped into the portal.
Chapter completed!